" The first time I saw her, she was eleven … She was nothing but a little girl, but she was mine to protect from this fucked-up world. Mine to look out for. Mine to care for” … “ She came in later like a fucking wrecking ball and obliterated the image of the little girl I remembered. I claimed her then as mine to have, mine to touch, mine to possess, fucking mine. "

― Kate Stewart , The Finish Line (The Ravenhood, #3)